Early this morning I get to the office and I’m bouncing like crazy with excitement cause me ‘n’ Bossman is supposed to move the stuff out the second office to the new one.
… … … …
Dat muthafucka didn’t show up. Once finished, I plop into my chair, pick up my phone, only to see a message bout he’s sick. Yeah right bitch. That nigga woke up this morning and said,
Fuck it. I ain’t tryin’ a move shit. I’m the CEO in this muthafucka! You betta recognize!Bossman
FORECASTING A SHADOW
I was/am very proud of myself. Yo! If Jer or Bossman ask me to do anything, I’ll be like, “No! I can’t! I just moved all our shit into the new office by myself. Don’t ask me to do shit!”
“Sam. Do you know what time is it?”
“Bitch! I just moved all our shit into the new office by myself. Don’t ask me to do shit!”
“Sam. Did you read my email?”
“WHAT THE FUCK YO! I just moved ALL OUR SHIT into the new office by myself. Don’t ask me to do shit!”
“That was three years ago.”
“Yeah! And what muthafucka!”
“Nah bitch! I can’t forget it. I did dat shit by myself yo! ALONE!“
lmao. That’s why you can’t let some people do shit for you.
Just when I was done everything, a bird landed on the window. It was welcoming me to the new space 🙂 Thank you Birdy!
ART AND FAMILY
I thought the boys were going to flip out when I told them I’d start cooking again but them didn’t. Even when I told them they have to help with shopping and prep and cooking and cleaning.
Have you ever smoked in the boys room? 🎶 Smokin’ in the boys room 🎶
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